Sandra's hands reached for Joe's ass, her fingers sinking into the asscheeks, yanking on them, trying to force him deeper into her clinging cunt. But Joe's detached self sent a warning to the fucking male body covering Sandra not to respond to her wishes, for to do so would be to damage her.
Purposely Joe slowed his pace, pulling his long, thick cock back until only its very tip was in Sandra's pussy. Then he carefully moved it back in, creating the impression each forward stroke was even longer than it was. Each time he pulled it back, the bottom of his cock was cleansed by Barbara's waiting tongue.
Sandra's eyes were glazed and her mouth half-open. Saliva trickled from both corners of her lips. Joe could tell she was on the brink of a second orgasm. And that was precisely where he wanted her – on the brink but not over.
He popped his massive prick out of her yearning cunt with a loud sound, and the lack of feeling more than the sound startled Sandra. Where was it? What had happened? He was still pumping, but she couldn't feel anything.
Looking down, she saw why. The magnificent cock that only seconds earlier had been reaching to the deepest part of her cunt was now being rammed into Barbara's open mouth.
"Why?" she yelled at Joe.
"Have to keep you active while I'm doing your sister," he replied, never missing a stroke. His powerful cock continued plunging into Barbara's sucking mouth, going right to the back of her throat. Even so, he had so much more cock still outside her mouth, Barbara needed both hands to grip it.
Joe pulled his plunger from Barbara's mouth and put Sandra on top of her sister, face down so the two cunts would be almost facing. He backed up and lowered his body on top of the two girls, making certain his cockhead was sinking into the bottom cunt – Barbara's.
"Oh God!" Barbara yelled. "Oh God! That's fantastic!"
Not even her sister's weight on top of her could distract Barbara from feeling the overpowering presence of the huge cock enlarging her cunt. Joe continued pumping, using his self-hypnosis to stave off his own climax. He pumped steadily, neither increasing nor decreasing the way be pounded into her.
Barbara thought she would go off the deep end. Not only could she feel the grand cock filling her entire cunt, but her sister's cunt, rubbing against hers, created a dual sensation.
Joe could tell he was reaching Barbara when she began kissing Sandra. It wasn't because she had lesbian tendencies, but rather Barbara was using Sandra's lips as a substitute for his.
Barbara's legs came up and around Sandra's body, clinging to Joe's plunging ass. With all the weight on top of her, Barbara managed to lift her body off the bed and pump. She was doing her best to meet Joe halfway on each of his plunges, causing her hungry cunt to tug on his cock as he stuffed as much of it into her as he dared.
Barbara arched her body in a wild, passionate spasm, ignoring Sandra's weight, trying to force her cunt as far up his cock as was humanly possible. Tensing every nerve and muscle in her body, she came, letting Joe and Sandra know as much by yelling, "Oh, wowwww! Fuckkkk… aaiiiieeee!"
Now it was time for the main event. Joe kept his pumping prick moving in Barbara's cunt for as long as she experienced her orgasm, but once he was certain she had completed her climb up the rainbow, he yanked his cock from Barbara's pussy and rammed it into Sandra's wide-open, dripping cunt. Two quick strokes and he popped it out of Sandra's gaping twat and plunged it back into Barbara. And then he cut it to one stroke in each cunt, but he did it so rapidly, neither girl was aware he was fucking the other.
Sandra climaxed first, and Joe, in order to keep her from losing the feeling, kept his cock buried in her cunt until she'd finished. Then he returned to Barbara's hole. This time he kept his cock deeply in place, removing Sandra from on top of Barbara. The bed was wide enough for Sandra to lie off to the side while Joe continued stroking his prick into Barbara's quivering quim.
Barbara's sighs of pleasure rang in Joe's ears as he lost his prick in her heated cunt. Now she used her legs on the bed to get as much leverage as possible. Joe was moving with lightning speed as he crammed his cock into the hungry young cunt again and again.
Joe could see Barbara's nostrils quiver as her eyes opened wide and her cunt began squeezing his cock. Her flaming snatch was at the peak of its heat. It couldn't get any hotter. And so Barbara did the only thing she could do: she came.
She hugged Joe tightly to her, her legs twining themselves around the backs of his knees, gripping him relentlessly as her body jerked and spasmed. Again and again she felt the explosions of her cunt swallow her up, and finally she let herself drown in it, realizing this was the true master, this was the man who knew it all. Fucking boys had been great, but fucking Joe was unquestionably greater.
Joe knew at which point Barbara had reached the apex of her orgasm, and that was when he released the hold his mind had on his body, and even as Barbara continued thrashing beneath him in the throes of her orgasm, he reached his own climax, exploding into her with the violence of a tornado. Great gouts of cum flooded her satisfied cunt, filling her interior with wet warmth. The fistlike grip of her cunt served to enhance the feeling as he blasted one fresh charge after another against the neck of her womb, all direct hits. And then, slowly, little by little, his firepower diminished until he was temporarily out of ammunition.
Both women were like wilted flowers, lying motionless on the bed, unable to move after the incredible happening they'd experienced. Neither could deny the greatness of the cock of Joe Barcone.
Now Joe felt ready for his shower.
It was only early afternoon when Joe Barcone finished his shower and bid a fond farewell to Barbara and Sandra, who vowed they would be back in the near future. Joe sighed as they left, feeling sated, but a long way from rutted.
He slipped on fresh underwear, socks, a shirt and slacks, and returned to work. He was good at his job as a construction engineer and soon had a full set of plans half-completed on his desk.
The phone rang. It was Margaret, letting him know she had been delayed at the hospital.
"I'll be home about nine," she told him. "Hell, I was looking forward to having you get my supper ready," he replied.
"What are you, a baby? Get it ready yourself. You know how to warmup the meat."
"Yeah, but the meat I want warmed up is between your thighs," he teased. "I'm hungry for your cunt."
"What does it take to wear you out?" she asked.
"Ten like you," he replied.
She laughed and hung up. Barcone felt disgusted. He had been looking forward to a long romp with Margaret before supper. Now there wouldn't even be any supper.
The doorbell sounded.
"Who the hell could that be at this time of day?" Barcone muttered, going to the door.
Opening it, he was surprised to see his sister-in-law, Francine, or as he called her, Francie, standing there.
"Hey kid, what're you doin' out here in the suburbs?" he asked.
"It's ma," the young girl replied.
"She's acting like a real pain. She keeps trying to censor my life, telling me where to go, with whom to go, when to come home. I mean, it's a real drag."
Francie looked a lot like Margaret, though she was seven years younger than her sister. She had the same kind of fluffy blonde hair, the same cute, upturned nose, and the same full kissable mouth. Under her striped polo shirt was a pair of pert, solid tits somewhat larger than Margaret's. And because the flesh was younger, Joe was willing to bet it was the tiniest bit more solid. God! He would love to suck on them.
"So you took off, just like that?" Joe asked.
"Not exactly. Ma thinks I'm out looking for a job. Hell! I can always go looking for a job tomorrow. I need to relax, for now, anyway."